*looks into the mirror*

hasfarini, you saw it. he's finally moving on. bit by bit. so why are you still holding on? why are you still refusing to move on? why are you still holding on the past? why are you still hoping to relive all the memories? yes it was your damn bloody mistake. but what can you do now? nothing right? can you turn back time? NO. can you make him change his mind? NO. so? all the answers, right there infront of you. but still you are one bloody stupid girl. why are you being so sorry for yourself when he's finally picking up the pieces? why should you feel sorry for him? you've done him too much hurt, hasfarini. too much. spare him some more hurt. and move on with your life. just like what he's doing. and probably someday, you'll get back on your feet again. be thankful for once in your life you've met a wonderful man like him. but thats just as far as it goes. in fact, thats the furthest that it will go. and now that it has come to an end, you have to let go, hasfarini. you have no other choice, but to let go. of it all. it hurts, yes it hurts. but he's hurting more. and you can do nothing about it. keep going, hasfarini.




somebody i will picture you in your wedding outfit, and i will not be there.